NEVER BEFORE PUBLISHED.

* * * * *

This ballad, notwithstanding its present appearance, has a claim

to very high antiquity. It has been preserved by tradition; and is,

perhaps, the most authentic instance of a long and very old poem,

exclusively thus preserved. It is only known to a few old people, upon

the sequestered banks of the Ettrick; and is published, as written

down from the recitation of the mother of Mr. James Hogg[83], who

sings, or rather chaunts it, with great animation. She learned the

ballad from a blind man, who died at the advanced age of ninety,

and is said to have been possessed of much traditionary knowledge.

Although the language of this poem is much modernised, yet many words,

which the reciters have retained, without understanding them, still

preserve traces of its antiquity. Such are the words _Springals_

(corruptly pronounced _Springwalls_), _sowies_, _portcullize_, and

many other appropriate terms of war and chivalry, which could never

have been introduced by a modern ballad-maker. The incidents are

striking and well-managed; and they are in strict conformity with

the manners of the age, in which they are placed. The editor has,

therefore, been induced to illustrate them, at considerable length, by

parallel passages from Froissard, and other historians of the period

to which the events refer.

[Footnote 83: This old woman is still alive, and at present resides at

Craig of Douglas, in Selkirkshire.]

The date of the ballad cannot be ascertained with any degree of

accuracy. Sir Richard Maitland, the hero of the poem, seems to have

been in possession of his estate about 1250; so that, as he survived

the commencement of the wars betwixt England and Scotland, in 1296,

his prowess against the English, in defence of his castle of Lauder,

or Thirlestane, must have been exerted during his extreme old age. He

seems to have been distinguished for devotion, as well as valour; for,

A.D. 1249, Dominus Ricardus de Mautlant gave to the abbey of Dryburgh,

"_Terras suas de Haubentside, in territorio suo de Thirlestane,

pro salute animae suae, et sponsae suae, antecessorum suorum et

successorum suorum, in perpetuum_[84]." He also gave, to the same

convent, "_Omnes terras, quas Walterus de Giling tenuit in feodo suo

de Thirlestane, et pastura incommuni de Thirlestane, ad quadraginta

oves, sexaginta vaccas, et ad viginti equos_."--Cartulary of Dryburgh

Abbey, in the Advocates' Library.

[Footnote 84: There exists also an indenture, or bond, entered into by

Patrick, abbot of Kelsau, and his convent, referring to an engagement

betwixt them and Sir Richard Maitland, and Sir William, his eldest

son, concerning the lands of Hedderwicke, and the pasturages of

Thirlestane and Blythe. This Patrick was abbot of Kelso, betwixt 1258

and 1260.]

From the following ballad, and from the family traditions referred to

in the Maitland MSS., Auld Maitland appears to have had three sons;

but we learn, from the latter authority, that only one survived

him, who was thence surnamed _Burd alane_, which signifies either

_unequalled_, or _solitary_. A _Consolation_, addressed to Sir Richard

Maitland of Lethington, a poet and scholar who flourished about the

middle of the sixteenth century, and who gives name to the Maitland

MSS., draws the following parallel betwixt his domestic misfortunes

and those of the first Sir Richard, his great ancestor:

Sic destanie and derfe devoring deid

Oft his own hous in hazard put of auld;

Bot your forbeiris, frovard fortounes steid

And bitter blastes, ay buir with breistis bauld;

Luit wanweirdis work and walter ay they wald,

Thair hardie hairtis hawtie and heroik,

For fortounes feid or force wald never fauld;

Bot stormis withstand with stomak stoat and stoik.

Renowned Richert of your race record,

Quhais prais and prowis cannot be exprest;

Mair lustie lynyage nevir haid ane lord,

For he begat the bauldest bairnis and best,

Maist manful men, and madinis maist modest,

That ever wes syn Pyramus tym of Troy,

But piteouslie thai peirles perles apest.

Bereft him all hot Buird-allane, a boy.

Himselfe was aiget, his hous hang be a har,

Duill and distres almaist to deid him draife;

Yet Burd-allane, his only son and air,

As wretched, vyiss, and valient, as the laive,

His hous uphail'd, quhilk ye with honor haive.

So nature that the lyk invyand name,

[85]In kindlie cair dois kindly courage craif,

To follow him in fortoune and in fame.

Richerd he wes, Richerd ye are also,

And Maitland als, and magnanime as he;

In als great age, als wrappit are in wo,

Sewin sons[86] ye haid might contravaill his thrie,

Bot Burd-allane ye haive behind as he:

The lord his linage so inlarge in lyne,

And mony hundreith nepotis grie and grie[87]

Sen Richert wes as hundreth yeiris are hyne.

_An Consolator Ballad to the Richt Honorabill Sir Richert Maitland of

Lethingtoune.--Maitland MSS. in Library of Edinburgh University_.

[Footnote 85: _i.e._ Similar family distress demands the same family

courage.]

[Footnote 86: _Sewin sons_--This must include sons-in-law; for the

last Sir Richard, like his predecessor, had only three sons, namely,

I. William, the famous secretary of Queen Mary; II. Sir John, who

alone survived him, and is the _Burd-allane_ of the consolation; III.

Thomas, a youth of great hopes, who died in Italy. But he had four

daughters, married to gentlemen of fortune.--_Pinkerton's List of

Scottish Poets_, p. 114.]

[Footnote 87: _Grie and grie_--In regular descent; from _gre_,

French.]

Sir William Mautlant, or Maitland, the eldest and sole surviving son

of Sir Richard, ratified and confirmed, to the monks of Dryburgh,

"_Omnes terras quas Dominus Ricardus de Mautlant pater suus fecit

dictis monachis_ _in territorio suo de Thirlestane," Sir William is

supposed to have died about 1315.--Crawford's Peerage_.

Such were the heroes of the ballad. The castle of Thirlestane is

situated upon the Leader, near the town of Lauder. Whether the present

building, which was erected by Chancellor Maitland, and improved by

the Duke of Lauderdale, occupies the site of the ancient castle, I do

not know; but it still merits the epithet of a "_darksome house_."

I find no notice of the siege in history; but there is nothing

improbable in supposing, that the castle, during the stormy period of

the Baliol wars, may have held out against the English. The creation

of a nephew of Edward I., for the pleasure of slaying him by the hand

of young Maitland, is a poetical licence[88]; and may induce us to

place the date of the composition about the reign of David II., or of

his successor, when the real exploits of Maitland, and his sons, were

in some degree obscured, as well as magnified, by the lapse of time.

The inveterate hatred against the English, founded upon the usurpation

of Edward I., glows in every line of the ballad.

[Footnote 88: Such liberties with the genealogy of monarchs were

common to romancers. Henry the Minstrel makes Wallace slay more than

one of King Edward's nephews; and Johnie Armstrong claims the merit of

slaying a sister's son of Henry VIII.]

Auld Maitland is placed, by Gawain Douglas, bishop of Dunkeld,

among the popular heroes of romance, in his allegorical Palice of

Honour[89]:

[Footnote 89: It is impossible to pass over this curious list of

Scottish romances without a note; to do any justice to the subject

would require an essay.--_Raf Coilyear_ is said to have been printed

by Lekprevik, in 1572; but no copy of the edition is known to exist,

and the hero is forgotten, even by popular tradition.

_John the Reif_, as well as the former personage, is mentioned by

Dunbar, in one of his poems, where he stiles mean persons,

Kyne of Rauf Colyard, and Johne the Reif.

They seem to have been robbers: Lord Hailes conjectured John the Reif

to be the same with Johnie Armstrong; but, surely, not with his usual

accuracy; for the _Palice of Honour_ was printed twenty-eight years

before Johnie's execution. John the Reif is mentioned by Lindesay, in

his tragedy of _Cardinal Beatoun_.

--disagysit, like John the Raif, he geid.--

_Cowkilbeis Sow_ is a strange legend in the Bannatyne MSS.--See

_Complaynt of Scotland_, p. 131.

_How the wren came out of Ailsay_.--The wren, I know not why, is often

celebrated in Scottish song. The testament of the wren is still sung

by the children, beginning,

The wren she lies in care's nest,

Wi' meikle dole and pyne.

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